Tales - By Jordyn Trotter

Beaten, battered, weather worn

He walked into the room

Pants frayed and shirt all torn

He told us of his doom

“I sailed the seven seas,

To find my true love fair

The wind and jolly breeze

They would take me there

I stood atop the captain’s deck

For that was who I was

I would set sail on my trek

For that is what a captain does

I bellowed orders to my crew

They listened and obeyed

We took to the ocean blue

I would come to my lover’s aid

Now out at sea a storm blew in

The rain was never ceasing

The lightning struck again and again

The waves ever increasing

But I was not a fearful soul

Though my crew, they cowered

I was headed for my goal

Though the waves, they towered

Brave and strong

I faced it all alone

I sang a song

My spirits where not thrown.

My crew lost their grip

And they all fell overboard

But I went down with my ship

For the sea would be my lord

And so I died deep in the sea

But a message I did send

In a bottle my love would see

A message of my fatal end

And oh how she would miss me!”

We stared at him, but not in wonder

We knew him all too well

Saturday he commanded thunder

Yesterday he cast a spell

Once he fought a battle

Once he flew through the gales

Once he tamed a herd of wild cattle

Oh this man and his outlandish tales…   

By Jordyn Trotter

(Picture by Jordyn Trotter)